I'm sick, no lymph, no just swollen They told me even when the records skip, keepit rollin' On the shoulder like the California HighwayPatrolman, launch codes were stolen and sold by Ed SnowdenI fled to Rome and told him to dress me as a RomanI'm still in photos, posed with my own omen A thumpin' kicker for me to slam like hopeHopin' it's somethin' like a plain bumper sticker, no sloganThis somethin' for the shooters and back-and-forth commutersWho never knew the difference in laws and jurisprudenceI feel as though it's safe to assume that you're the studentsAnd I can prove it to the way that me and Doom do thisYou checkin' the top two of a thousand intelligent chapsWith rad projects and housing developments Cooler cross-legged on a crate like it's elegantTry to hate, I'm puffin' up your face like a pelicanHighly enveloped and activating my melanin Y'all failin' to see what's shakin' besidesgelatin News bulletin', I refuse to take the medicine*** a thick skin, I got me a exoskeleton The black collar, feral and a lobsterThe liver like an obstetrician but not a doctorBring the Cambridge, the Webster's, the Oxford's The picture too long to watch, see the synopsisCompensate it for playin' nice, it's optics Product of the last poets in the Watts profitsI stop it, it's beyond out-of-pocket Dunzo, I hit the gun showin', gotta rock itCatastrophic, supreme microphoners In Mexico, we the legendary Dos CojonesBrothers, both components, utter close to colasCourtholers, with bars as hard as AngomasAway from meDoom get rude with the dude off chips The mood switch, he chewed off strips of a broodwitchDanger make a groove of a glitch Major boo booty twitch and the crew rich, bitchAlways wanted to say that Ever since the days in hallways, tauntin' a stray catThe one he often frequently slapped around All the while, waited, then graduated, cap and gownHated the rap sound, debated the *** Until he felt he had it mapped outEnough to have the game trapped and bound Splashed the crown with the names of lamesWho yapped the noun, or verb for that matter Had no doubt, or for a herb, who chad chatterOh, Erica Stratter, fat rat, the mask Made him batty as a Mad HatterKnown for his absurd word choices And we'll ignore you if you ask him if he heard voicesLook, the energy is crazy Far as he was concerned, the enemy was lazyYour attention please, freeze He came to seize the free cheeseBefore he flees to Belize In case you forgot to mention, squeeze theseJust keep it on a need-to-know basis They knew he was a negro, so no need to show facesBack in the days of no laces On a slow pace, they used to say he might kick old placesWhatever the case is, the card he played Was ace of spades, but no racistA ***, some call loony When he split a tune, sarcastic as Paul MooneyAway from meAway from me